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I grew up in a home where my brothers wouldn’t sit down to a meal before my mother was seated.

They’d stand behind their chairs. Respectfully. The one nearest to her would pull out her chair and wait until she sat.

My brothers would open car doors for me.

My brothers would make sure they walk on the street side when we were on a sidewalk. Protection from the cars in the road, I was told.

They were raised to be gentlemen.

I miss my brothers. Two of them long gone, the other far away on another continent.

The ancient memory of my brother pulling out a chair for my mom dug out memories of Jesus performing miracles.

Jesus, too, was a gentleman. He did not force his ways on anyone. He OFFERED help. And it was up to the individual to accept or reject.

And so it happened that my devotion from Ann Graham Lotz addressed the same issue. She called it –


Faith, by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.

James 2:17. NIV

It took a while to wrap my brain around this. So, I looked at the various miracles which somehow always required Reaction from Jesus’s Action.

The Blind Man at the Pool of Siloam.  (John 9:1-7 NIV)

Jesus offers sight but the man must act. By himself. He’s not being forced. “Go wash yourself.”

The Man Crippled for thirty-eight years at the Pool at Bethsaida. (John 5:1-9)

Jesus offers healing but the man must act. By himself. He’s not being forced.

“Get up and walk.”

The guy with the withered hand. (Luke 6:6-10). “Stretch out your hand.”

Anne sees that total obedience and trust from us is required before God will act. He can if He wanted but that’s not God’s Way.

I see something else as well.

Jesus was a Gentleman. He would offer help. He would not force the issue.

I truly trust. Then why am I so reluctant to take a flying leap into the unknown? I can see His hand outstretched and still I dither?

Cyber Hugs and Blessings All.

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